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[Sol 44]|

“So, I think it's about time to harvest these potatoes. They've been in there for a little longer than two months, so it should be fine.”

Jisung pulled on some latex gloves and safety goggles, making his way into the greenhouse.

“Now, since I planted about fifteen potatoes originally, and each plant gives around five potatoes, I should have roughly…” he paused, mulling it over for a second, “seventy five ish potatoes. That'll be a nice addition to my daily rations, I gotta tell ya.”

The camera he set up inside the greenhouse beeped, making Jisung lean up to check on it. “Dumb scientists wanted me to record all of this. Think I'm doing it wrong. I mean. Me. I'm the greatest botanist on the planet!” he chuckled, "get it? Cuz I'm the only- yeah. Anyways-"

Jisungcrouched down and began to wipe the dirt away from one of the plants, pulling it out of the ground gently. “Here you have it, folks. My first born.”

He turned back to the plant, gently rubbing the soil off of each of the individual potatoes. Once he'd gotten all the potatoes off that plant, he set the leafy green part back in the ground, pushing the dirt back up and around it.

The action became repetitive, as he did it many more times, making his way throughout the greenhouse. By the time he was done, the plastic bag he'd brought with him was nearly full of light brown spuds.

Jisung hoisted the bag over his shoulder, pushing his way through the flap leading out of the garden. Triumph spread throughout him as he walked to the kitchen.

Jisung carefully set down the bag, peeling off his gloves and tossing them in the trash. He sat down on the kitchen stool with a sigh.

He had managed to successfully grow and harvest food on Mars.

Which meant that, technically, he had just colonized the red planet. By himself.

This thought brought energy back to him, and he went over to the food storage area, pulling an empty box out of its spot in the wall.

He dropped it on the floor next to the potato bag and crouched down next to them. Though it was painstakingly slow, Jisung carefully counted each potato and cleaned it of the dirt before placing in the box.

All in all, he ended up with 79 healthy, sterilized, edible potatoes.

He had just grown stuff, on a planet that couldn't grow stuff.

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I have no words 😂 wow this is a first.

Uhhh go check out Pluto please because I worked hard on it *fingerguns* thanks

Ily you're great trust yourself have an amazing day because you deserve it you awesome human being

Bye-

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